Car full of demons, I'm with them niggas That don't give fuck about nothin' rollin' Clutchin' holdin', 16 and dead had his summer stolen Block runners, tryna line a opposite from block numbers Niggas tell, be up on your Q's 'bout them cop lovers Ride nigga, boy it be a motive when we slide nigga Slippin' when we trippin', hit 'bout 4 out of them 5 niggas One rule: you just shoot 'til it stop We used to ride past the wake, made funerals stop Called Mozzy "ay Cuz, yo you boolin or not?" I put in work with Blood homies, we had mutual opps Was up passin' poison packs to the zombies 10 for a verse cool but I got 40 for a body Mama know I'm bangin', I don't wanna worry her She don't wanna bury me and I don't wanna bury her You can lie but you feel it when you alone boy Wanna fuck her but I shot her baby father homeboy Small world, it was kitchen whippin' sessions, all girl You ain't got no homies, who supposed to be you pallbearers? Small world, it was kitchen whippin' sessions, all girl You ain't got no homies, who supposed to be you pallbearers? Make the wrong turn and that's your ass Pull extensions out the bag Boolin', bangin' and flags Shooters beggin' for cash, got him soon as he splash Brother need a new suit, trial comin' up fast Wildin' doin' the dash, I'm bangin' corners with Surf My first 50,000 was counterfeits and it worked Counterfeits for the work, my lawyer challengin' verdicts Brother booked on a homi, lil body off [?] 20s, 50s, and 30s, usually what 40 holdin' Tweakers threw us the rental, slithered until he stole it Mentally wasn't focused Spiritually I was broken True believer in Karma, I sleep with my eyes open Ain't no love and I promise Mama I got it Put insurance on your partner Or die and come out of pocket Never considered college G.E.D from the county Watched us come up from nothin' They mad we did it without it They mad we did it without it